When it comes to Dave, the apple does not fall far from the tree. And when I reference the tree... the tree is me.
Dave can be a handful and certainly isn't a replica of his mother when he's acting up (then he's just like his dad!) but sometimes I look at him and think, oh no... you have a lot of your momma in you.
Case in point would be Dave's preschool graduation. The kid sang. Loud as could be. He did the dances and pretty much put on a good show. Made his momma proud.
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Accepting his diploma |
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Dave and his friend Marlie |
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The tree in front of my parents house. Every graduate in our family gets their picture taken here. :) |
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Aunt Boo |
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